While on an extended parental leave from the office, I wore a kilt just about every day, but today I finally spent a full kilted workday in the office. (I had stopped in briefly once early in October while kilted, but was only there for 40 minutes or so.) As you might guess after all that extended period of freedom, I've got the addiction pretty bad (just ordered my 4th--inexpensive--this week).

I work for a place that's not likely to blink at much when it comes to personal preferences (it's a vegetarian- and vegan-friendly workplace with a voluntary fragrance-free policy; the office composts kitchen scraps, has a bike storage room and a shower room off the kitchen, hosts a weekly yoga class in the office after work, has a very casual dress code, and the list goes on...) so it's a pretty accepting place to work. I love it, and was sure I'd have no problems wearing a kilt to work. I don't think anyone would have said anything if I had worn shorts and a t-shirt to work today (it was almost 60 degrees F)--that's pretty much been my spring, summer, and fall attire up to now.

At any rate, once I started wearing kilts every day, the one thing I noticed with all this acceptance going on in the office is that there really isn't much variation in dress among the staff. No one wears a uniform, but almost everyone is always in pants. Not anymore.

So what happened? A few surprised looks and grins, a few compliments (one "nice Utilikilt"), one not-so-welcome "You look so cute today! I'm wearing a skirt, too"...from my boss, one "Aren't you cold?", and most people pretending not to notice. Pretty much what I expected. Wait 'til I show up in the tartan kilt with sporran!

Hurrah!